Managed Love (Liam)

Chapter Eleven

Danielle’s POV

“Hey Liam, can we talk?” I asked fumbling with my fingers behind back while the other one held my carry on. I watched his head flicker behind him and get a reassuring nod from each boy.

“Yeah let’s go into Starbucks over there.” He pointed just above my head. I nodded and turned around and began walking. We got seated in a booth across from each other. I huffed and drank my tea. “So what do you want to talk about?” He said squinting at me.

“I- I wanted to know are you okay?” I stuttered looking for the right words and I’m pretty sure I didn’t pick the right ones.

“Yeah of course. Why would you ask that?” He asked. I slightly scrunched my nose and looked away.

“I don’t know Liam. Did Nancy? What’s going on with? Never mind.” I asked flustered at my wording. I knew I was making him uncomfortable because he was shuffling in the booth, annoying the people behind him, well until they found out who was making the ruckus. He scratched the back of his neck and I cleared my throat. “You don’t have to” I began but he was one to quickly protest against any obligation from me.

“I and Nancy aren’t anything.” I looked puzzled at him and he got the clue. “What did she tell you?” He asked putting his hand on my and quickly retrieving it back to on his lap. I saw his eyes glance to behind him to where I heard whispers and saw him mouthing something back.

“You asked her back out and she was going to say no but you gave her a famous puppy dog face and she said yes.” A smile crept on his face giving me a mixed emotion.

“Ha ha yeah” My jaw dropped and me making quick accusations before he could finish his sentence, got up and dumped my tea on him. “No, no you don’t understand I didn’t and I was going to make a joke.” He said rushing to grab napkins before it seeped through his pants. My jaw then dropped again.

“Oh my god Liam, I am so sorry Liam, I- I didn’t know.” I said grabbing napkins to help him.

“So where are the cameras that you are posing this for?” He asked abruptly. I stepped back and looked at him. “Nancy told me you were just using me.” I laughed and shook my head.

“No I would never. I like you way too much Liam to ever use you.” I said biting my tongue after saying that. I had just released my true feelings for him. I looked into his eyes and held my breath. He smiled.

“I’m sorry for judging you and trusting Nancy. I think we should go.” He said placing the napkins on the table and leaving a tip. I followed Liam out of Starbucks and met up with the other dancers and boys outside of another store.

“So we ready to meet up with the tour bus drivers and get this tour on the road?” Harry said nudging Liam’s arm. We all nodded and headed out the airport doors.

Liam’s POV

I have to say honestly that talked scared me and taught me not to jump at some ones words or maybe don’t say yeah when you’re meaning no but your just trying to be funny. It surprised me the most, not when she poured tea on my lap but when she declared her feelings for me but of course being taken aback by what she said I stuttered and forgot to declare how I felt back. Instead I got up and left. I was feeling jumpy and angry both at the same time and it didn’t help with the boys breathing down my shoulder on my current state about Danielle. It was horrible when I told them that I chickened out. Harry and Louis’ face was filled with total distraught. We were placed at the hotel tonight because the tour bus wasn’t going to be ready until tomorrow, so basically we could have stayed another night and I could have avoided tea on my trousers and having the worst feeling of regret mixed with anger. Trust me both the feelings weren’t aimed at the same girl. I had anger towards Nancy but a sense of regret towards Danielle, knowing that now she probably felt really embarrassed to have those feelings and probably seem that the boy she had them towards didn’t like her when I knew it to be total opposite. I sighed and laid back on the bed. I thought to myself till I got a headache. I mean I deserved it. But what was the main topic is what did I do to deserve this whole thing? It was like an anti Liam Payne world. What would it be like to inflict harm on myself? Of course I wouldn’t know I had so much put on me that I never think about it because who wants an idol that can’t support itself and trusted alone with any weapons in anyway because I could lose myself when I knew it was one time. I sometimes hated fame but then think it wasn’t fame or money that I was doing this for but for the fans. Why were we so harshly judged by people not like us? What made us stars? We didn’t light up the night sky like normal stars did. But yet maybe we got our names from the times that stars or famous people like us ended up as stars. Burning up and falling back down to Earth. I roughed my hand above my head and stretched. I walked over to the window and heard the screaming increase but I didn’t have the window curtains open but yet they still seemed to know it was me, how? Is this what I seem to them when I first appeared to them only on the radio? Nothing but a voice and they know me that well they can tell who I am by a thin silhouette? I have been getting thin. I guess it came with the fame. Again with the fame. Why did it always come up in a conversation or line of thoughts? It was always there but what was it? That was my new profound quest that is after I get management off my back and everything back to normal or at least before Nancy came in and I finally become man enough again to at least release my feelings to Dani. I heard muffled voices outside my door then a soft knock on my door.

“Liam, are you okay in there?” They knew fragile state as of now. That is why they said that now.

“Um yeah I’ll be out there in a second.” I said leaving the windows and the screaming fans. If I had one more second of screaming fans I would a bigger headache than already. I went over to the door and hesitated going turning the doorknob.

I huffed and swung the door open revealing the one person who made me think harder than ever now. “Danielle?”

“Yeah, um, Louis could you excuse us, please?” Louis nodded at both of us before retreating to the other rooms that we owned. I offered her to come in but she just stood there. What I had done was that bad? Not responding to her simple request of a yes or no to her words. ‘I like you way too much Liam to ever use you.’ I do like her but I’m just simply scared to admit that I’m fully in love. If only she could read thoughts this wouldn’t be so damn hard. I was always told that love was hard to find, true love was hard to find, nobody happened to warn me it was hard to say that you’re deeply in love. “I couldn’t live with myself not knowing if you felt the same way or just completely hated my guts, so all I came for was a yes or no.” She finally spoke back up. I guess we were both deep in thoughts before we could speak.

“Um, I, um.” I gulped down a lump of spit and held my shaky breaths down. Maybe it was better if I showed her my love and affection for her. I leaned in and pressed our lips together. I don’t know if this kiss was pushing our relationship to fast but I couldn’t tell because we both seemed to hold on to this moment, heating the kiss a little. I felt her tiny petite body pushing against mine, pushing us both in the direction of the bed. Once she cleared the door I closed the door with a little more force than I should of. I turned us around and set her down on the bed. Not once did we break the kiss. At least not until there was a loud pounding on the door. We quickly separated the kiss. I got up and answered the door, an eager looking Louis stood there grinning from ear to ear; he knew what was going on. “Yes, Louis?” I said irritated with him. He browsed over my shoulder and nudged me.

“How’s it going?” He whispered. I glared him down and he nodded and ran off. I went back into the room and closed the door.

“So does that mean? What does that mean for us?” She said huffing. It was cute she was always flustered with her own wording. I heard that back at Starbucks. I looked down but then back to look at her eyes.

“It makes us whatever you want us to be? Do you want us to happen?” That was a stupid question. Of course she wanted us to happen. I wanted us to happen. I may have gotten what I wanted off my chest but I was still unconfident. I think Nancy took some of it when she left, or I left her.

“Yes, what I could tell you want this as much as I do.” This was so awkward. A burst of wind hit me and my brain seems to reconnect with reality.

“Okay this isn’t how it’s supposed to happen.” I said confusing her. I walked out the room and walked back in, trying to reset something. She looked as shocked as I felt with myself. “Dani would you like to be my girlfriend?”